True Love

A man and his fish. Now that is "True Love."

After taking these photos, as well as my "Barge" and "Unabridged" posts (just a few posts from here), I ran into that Indian man that walked past me and the Cherokee elder, Frank. I walked up and talked to him. I asked his name. He said Delmer Butler. He told me his mom was full blooded Mescalero Apache. OH MY GOD! I knew his mom and dad when I was a kid. I probably haven't seen them since the '70's.

He asked for some money and told me he was drinkin'. I suggested he get back to the rez and clean up. He said that would be a good idea, but we all know alcohol is a hard habit to kick.

I gave him a ride to the 7-11 and asked if his parents were still kickin' around. He said yes and asked if I wanted to visit them. I said "no" because it was just overwhelming.

"And so it goes."

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